Rachel smiled, enjoying the authority of her newfound position, including the lack of cruelty that was clearly absent from this new relationship. His cock strained in his pajama pants, and he reached into his pants to massage it. Carter felt terrible. The conversation became surprisingly flirtatious, and the topics shifted between past relationships, “don’t you hate it when” jokes about sex, and other related items. She cooed softly to watch her new lover’s body become wracked with orgasm. Rachel shook her ass like she was dancing at a club. She knelt on her right knee and brought her left foot up, raising her thigh and she did so. She noticed irreverently that “September” by Earth, Wind and Fire was gracing the airwaves via the tinny clock radio across the room. But that’s what the CEO and marketing director wanted—someone to represent the legal angle for partnerships and licensing conversations, and someone to talk geek with the countless throngs of nerds who never made decisions but always influenced them.
